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A dead body revenges not injuries.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.
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I asked a thief to steal me a peach: He turned up his eyes. I asked a lithe lady to lie her down: Holy and meek, she cries. As soon as I went An angel came. He winked at the thief And smiled at the dame- And without one word spoke Had a peach from the tree, And 'twixt earnest and joke Enjoyed the lady.
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Rhetoric completes the tools of learning. Dialectic zeros in on the logic of things, of particular systems of thought or subjects. Rhetoric takes the next grand step and brings all these subjects together into one whole.
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Pride is a personal commitment. It is an attitude which separates excellence from mediocrity.
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Jesus & his apostles & disciples were all artists
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He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.
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Time is the mercy of Eternity without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.
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My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light.
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The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.
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Innocence dwells with Wisdom, but never with ignorance.
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The cistern contains: The fountain overflows.
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Father, O father! what do we here In this land of unbelief and fear?
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Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity.
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For the Eye altering alters all The Senses roll themselves in fear And the flat Earth becomes a Ball.
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I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.
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I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!
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